Like tears of gold leached from my heart's thin wall,
Leaves of my happiness, you fall, fall, fall.
You fall on dream-gardens whence I depart,
Hair stirred by the wind of each bad day's smart.
You fall, like shards from apure inner tree,
Scattered around the alley's statuary.
Hues of former days,and child robes outworn,
When great winds in Automn blow their hunting horn.
Always you fall, mingling your agonies.
You fall, faint, unitting your harmonies
You have fallen on road ruts at sunrise;
You fall from my hands, you weep from my eyes.
Like tears of gold leached from my heart's thin wall,
In mytwenty arid years you fall, fall, fall.
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